I have no good reason for not posting. There are certainly things going on that I want to comment on. Congress votes tomorrow to maybe? hopefully? over-ride the executive veto of the SCHIP bill (call your congressman.) The weather's been gloriously cool and crisp and autumnal, everything I love about fall. I made a great soup yesterday, and today picked apples with the preschoolers and made a pretty apple cake.
I've done no sewing, no un-sewing, no knitting, no cross-stitch, no reading. More than anything I want to get in the truck and run away from home, and I can't even summon the energy to consider pretending.
I've got a serious case of apathy, a condition I dislike in others, can't stand in myself. Every morning I get up with fresh resolve, and every night I go to bed with the same old regrets. I know how to fix this, even. I just really can't be bothered. Ain't that a kicker?